i think i am elastic
these arms they are a wonder
pull from sideways, up and under
i think it's time for something drastic
and it could be more than i bargained for
ten to one it is

oh i'm into everything i hate
my spirit is not fooled; my members take the bait
oh i'm in to everything i hate
still not dead enough to stifle this debate

these heels were made for bruising
and the cobblestones they're using
are the pleasures of my choosing
i must be born for losing
heal these soles to hurt no more
and i'll lift these hands just like before
Cover me like a dimestore suit
until I'm just like you

careful little eyes what you see
careful little feet where you go.